Monday, August 23, 2010

It started with this e-mail to Tom, a week after the Danskin Triathlon. (A week, by the way, of NO exercise.)

As we left Woodinville, the sun was already quite low in the sky.

“Oh look! There’s Redhook bewery! Let’s stop there for dinner on the way back!”

“Okay!”

The Mountain was soOUT!

We headed down to Redmond …

…and back, just as the sun was setting.

(Summer is definitely coming to an end. Sigh.)

What are those two specks in the sky?

We finished our ride (14 miles) since it was getting dark, then put our bikes on the bike rack and drove back to Redhook, followed by said specks which were, of course, hot air balloons! (This is, after all, Woodinville, famous for wineries, breweries and hot air balloons!)

As Tom ordered his beer and some appetizers, the balloons came closer…

…and closer…

…and closer…

…and closer…

…until one passed directly over the Redhook “spire”!

Joining us for all this was our waitress, Linden, Elisabeth’s dear friend from high school who has become a great friend of the family and who just happened to be working at Redhook when we happened to decide to stop there for…